What does it mean when I dream that I'm flying over the rooftops and over the trees? Look Ma no hands! and I'm not even trying flying along with the greatest of ease Maybe I'm off in a different dimension one that has none of the usual rules Something inspired by my power of invention fashioned and crafted with magical tools Which one’s imagined and which one is real? so many options to take or to leave Maybe reality’s just how I feel? everything’s possible when we believe Seldom is anything quite as it seems And rarely at all in my wildest of dreams